Jimmy watched as Moira’s expression changed. Her face fell and he felt like an a*s. He hadn’t wanted to hurt her feelings, but he never knew what to do with her. He spoke the truth. Her brothers would keel over if they saw her looking like that. She turned and headed toward her house.
He turned to his. Kevin hovered in the doorway, just like he did whenever he stirred up trouble and expected to be hunted down.
“Why are you always f*****g with that poor girl?”
“It’s fun. I like her mad.”
Jimmy could relate. Moira was one hell of a spitfire. She always had been. Even when he’d had her off the ground and at a disadvantage, she kept kicking.
“One day I’m gonna do just the right thing for her to get mad enough to throw herself at me.” He slapped Jimmy on the shoulder.
“Dude, if you really
